AmyStrange & the Criminal
(Part 1: the Escape)
                              Copyright © 2019 by David P. Ayotte
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR CHILDREN
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CHAPTER 10: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 29th

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     Before I could go, Joe motioned me
towards the back. We didn’t go too far,
but far enough so he could still see   
the register, and we could talk        
privately.                             
     I figured this would be a good    
time to try and give him some money    
again.                                 
     He pretended not to see it,       
“That's not why I called you over,     
Crim.”                                 
     “Why? What's wrong Joe?”          
     “Nothing, I just wanted to see if 
you'd watch the store for me on Sunday,
for a couple hours in the morning?”    
     “Sure, but I might have a Cat with
me. One of our babies isn't looking too
good, and I don't want to let her out  
of my sight this weekend.”             
     Joe knew all about my farm, and   
what I did there.                      
     “Not a problem at all.”           
     “Ok then, here,” I said and handed
him some money, “I won't do it unless  
you take this right now. You know my   
motto, the number one rule I live by.  
You can forget the rent, forget the    
electric bill, cable, and even forget  
to buy food, but never ever forget...” 
     Joe finished it for me while nod- 
ding his head in time with the beat,   
"...to take care of the bartender.     
Yeah, yeah, I know. You're a crazy man 
Crim, but how does Sunday morning at   
ten sound to you?"                     
     I pushed the money at him again,  
and reluctantly, he finally took it.   
     I had one more errand to complete,
and that was the phone store, and      
that’s where I found this dictating    
program.                               
     After that, with a backpack full  
of goodies next to me, and happy as a  
peanut, I went straight home.          
     Happy as a peanut? I wonder what  
that’s supposed to mean?               
     When I came in the front door,    
something smelled heavenly, and then I 
saw Beth on the couch sleeping.        
     The little brat, I thought, and   
then laughed to myself, but lost my    
whole train of thought when a man came 
into the room dressed in a freakin'    
Tux.                                   
     He bowed and said, “Good evening  
Sir. Dinner will be served in an hour. 
Would you like a before-dinner cocktail
while you wait?”                       
     He then took the backpack out of  
one hand, my coat out of the other, and
put them both in the closet.           



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CHAPTER 10: WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 29th
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